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I vowed not to cry anymore If wе survived the Great War
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Freaky Friday
Eddie Munson x Reader (she/her)
Soulmate AU
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: body swapping, low self image
Summary: waking up in the body of your soulmate is a shock, to say the least. but how quickly can you figure out who it is?
MONNNNNNN!!!!! breaking my hiatus to hype up my girl AHHHHH i loved this so much!!! your characterization of eddie is sosososososooooo perfect and i can’t wait for more st fics of yours!!! 🥰🥰🥰
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The Perfect Remedy
Aaron Hotchner x Reader
summary: when the hotchners come down with the flu, you’re the one who steps up to help
warnings: sickness/flu symptoms, mentions of food
wc: 1.5k
a/n: i’m not sure where this came from, but here it is nonetheless. a little comfort (reverse comfort?) fic since the virus is rearing it’s ugly head again 🥰
*****
There are some people who, when the phone rings, you pick up no matter what the inconvenience. Some calls just simply can’t wait. And that’s why you simply couldn’t ignore your phone when the screen lit up and Aaron Hotchner’s name and photo appeared on the caller ID.
You lifted the phone to your ear and used your shoulder to hold it up while you continued browsing the shelves of the grocery store. “To what do I owe the pleasure of this call?”
breaking my tumblr hiatus to support my sweet bestie’s ADORABLE fic 😍😍😍 can aaron just take care of me all the time?? thanks <33333 so beautifully done mon!!!!!!
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Horror House or Home
aaron hotchner x bau!reader
spooky season special 🎃
summary: things take a turn when the team investigates the infamous halloween killer’s house
wc: 4k (oooooops it got long)
warnings: (mentions of Michael Myers and things related to his tale) mentions of murder, fear, mention of knives, mentions of dried blood, mentions of death, descriptions of darkness
a/n: maybe i should make it a tradition to write stories that take place in michael myers house since this is the second year i’ve done it oops. anyway, i love halloween and the michael myers story so here ya go. also I cut it close but I still got it out before halloween ended woohoo 🎃
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Halloween night. The moon is full and at its brightest. There is a chill in the air, one that sends a shiver down your spine with the spike of the breeze. With a deep inhale, a calmness settles over you with the distinct scent of the outdoors as the fall foliage falls around you. Although at this late hour, the leaves are simple silhouettes and shadows crossing your vision.
All eyes are focused on the crumbling home in front of you and for a few minutes, nothing but silence rests amongst the bodies gathered on the cracked sidewalk. You are the first to break the silence. “Who wants to go first?” But you understand the silence that ensues and take it upon yourself to take that first tentative step.
ICONIC AS ALWAYS QUEEN 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩 LOVED THIS SO MUCH <33333
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City Walk
Pairing: MGG x fem!Reader
Summary: buying a house in the town of Salem, Massachusetts requires walks with the man of your dreams.
Content warnings: food mentions, talks of witchcraft& the Salem witch trials, coffee mentions, buying a house (?). [let me know if I missed anything]
Word Count: 1.2k
a/n: any negative messages will be immediately blocked.
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Buying a house is terrifying. Buying a house with the love of your life is even more terrifying. Strictly for the fact that it was a huge step in a relationship. However, as we set the last piece of silverware in the drawer, I’d never felt more content with my life.
For Matthew, this was house number three. For me, this was house number one. Our house. When we talked about moving in, I had mentioned that I wanted to live in a place with seasons. While winter isn’t my favorite thing ever, fall was something I loved. Sweaters, pumpkins and colourful leaves galore. It made me happy, and all Matthew wanted was to see me happy.
“Perfect. This place absolutely perfect,” I mutter as I bumped the drawer closed with my hip.
He laughs and kisses my cheek, “it’s because you decorated it.”
I turn in his arms, nuzzling into his chest and wrapping my arms around his waist. He smells like cinnamon, old books and home. “No. It’s because it is ours. Because we get to live here together.” I pick my head up and smile at the man of my dreams.
“Would you like to go explore the town we live in?” He asks as he kisses my forehead. I nod and squeeze him, something I do when I feel overwhelmed with love. It’s the feelings of loving him so much I was to kill him? But not literally.
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Fall in Massachusetts was something everyone in their lives needed to see. Though, most travel to New Hampshire. Massachusetts had its own beauty that begged to be seen, appreciated. Salem had history that thrived in the fall months, mixed with pretty fall leaves, made for a great day.
We started with coffee, going to one of the local coffee shops in town center. It was cute, a quaint little shop that was filled with locals looking for an afternoon pick me up. The gray clouds slowly being swallowed by the sun.
I help my hot coffee in one hand, Matthews in the other as we left. He had yet to be stopped by anyone and I found it a little strange. But it was midweek and school was in session. I wasn’t going to question it, nor was I going to jinx it. It was rare we got an outing where it was simply me and him.
I looped my arm with his as we walked, my head resting on his shoulder as we took a side road, the wind starting pick up slightly. October in Salem was a busy month, more so on the weekends, but it didn’t stop people from skipping work and school to visit.
“This is one of the old cemeteries,” Matthew says when we pass the iron gates. The stones are old and weathered. A chill runs down my spine as we pass, it’s almost as if I can feel the sadness that lurks.
Salem, Massachusetts was home to the Salem Witch Trials. You know, where two little girls accused people of being witches and then got their friends involved. And also how everyone just believed them because they had money? Yeah, that. And while the story is incredibly true, and incredibly sad, the little town loves the history. Not in a weird way. Just in a ‘this happened here and we wont let it happen again’ way. It was one of the many reasons that I wanted to live here.
“This is the memorial. The name of all those killed are etched into the stone seats. There is one for each person.” He says as we walk closer. And he’s right. Each stone seat has the persons name, how they died, and their death date. Flowers are laid at each stone from guests, some leaving prayers and notes for the dead.
I scrunch my nose, “it’s sad. All because two girls ate some bad bread.” It makes him laugh but he quickly covers it with a cough. He never wants to be disrespectful, that’s not in his character, but I joke when I’m uncomfortable and he knows that.
He pulls me towards the house that sits on the land. It’s small, he has to duck so he doesn’t hit his head. There are, realistically, two rooms besides the kitchen and sitting area. I think about the house we just moved in to. You could fit three of this size home into ours. I’m grateful.
“These beds don’t look all that comfortable,” I whisper to him.
He smiles just a little, “we have definitely made improvements in the mattress game over the past 300 or so years.”
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Almost Perfect Secret
aaron hotchner x reader
request: @missmemoire09 - aaron & y/n are secretly dating and jack is the one that spills the beans
warnings: secret dating, fluff
wc: 2.3k
a/n: this was so precious to write, thank you so much for this request. again, i didn’t mean to write so much but it just flowed out 🤷♀️ i hope you enjoy 💕
**
The lights were dazzling and the mood was exquisite. It was the perfect night to celebrate two, no three people who had wound their way into your heart. JJ was breathtaking in her elegant gown and Will was as handsome as could be, eyes alight with adoration for his bride. And of course, Henry was a show-stopper in his dapper little suit. There were very few things that could make this night better, yet one of them was sitting not two feet from you, desire coursing through him with no way of expressing without risking revealing the relationship you had worked so hard to hide.
BESTIE THIS WAS SO GOOD!!!!!!!!!! ((as always omg)) 🥰🥰🥰 your characterization of the bau is always top notch 🤌🏼🤌🏼
*knock knock* he’s here to sweep you off your feet
WHEWWWWWW OH MY 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵 CONSIDER ME SWEPT
hi bestie
thanks for simping with me 🥰🥰 sister wives 4eva
I LOVE YOU SWEET SISTER WIFE BESTIE MON 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗 you’re the best and i appreciate you more than you know!!! thanks for simping with me right back 🤩🤩
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🎂 bestie you already know i’m gonna ask for a criminal minds ship 🤪 you know lots about me already but a fun fact is that i did karate when i was younger!!!
KARATE??? um that’s so freakin badass 😎 I’m obsessed. KARATE KAT 🥋
okay bestie, you’re right, I do know you pretty well sooooo
I ship you with… derek morgan
not gonna lie, the karate thing really helped me figure this out. obviously you’d love hotch like he truly deserves (and I knooow he’d love you back) but the karate skill seems like something derek would find intriguing 👀💕
OKAY IM HERE FOR THIS 🔥🔥🔥 THANKS BESTIE MON
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Anonymous asked:
“I can’t believe you would say that about me” hurt/comfort
It's certainly not the first time an agent in the BAU has gone slightly rogue. In fact, it really just shouldn't be a surprise at this point and yet, every time it happens (again, rather frequently), Strauss and the other higher-ups at the FBI seem astonished. If not obvious because of its frequency, it should be obvious because studying behavior requires a level of empathy that makes it hard to put head before heart. And you're hardly sorry that there wasn't a large amount of logic present when you broke protocol to save that little girl.
You twiddle your thumbs, shifting uncomfortably in your slightly nicer attire. When Hotch called to inform you that Strauss demanded a post-case protocol break debrief, he told you to "wear something slightly nicer than work clothes", but you'd chosen something vastly more uncomfortable than you'd previously believed. Or maybe you were just nervous. You'd arrived ready to speak to Strauss but were informed by a very annoyed looking Hotch that he would be speaking to her first and you were to wait outside on the bench next to the conference room door. A bench you'd sworn would provide you more eavesdropping ability than it has. You can't hear a damn thing, except that you think Hotch is speaking more than Strauss.
Is it a good sign? Is it a bad sign? You're not sure. Hotch hadn't been thrilled that you'd broken protocol. In fact, his reaction had been...odd. Really, he'd been acting odd around you a lot recently.
Shit, maybe you are being fired. You begin to think of something to say, an attempt at a defense. Or maybe, maybe you should just take it on the chin. Your brain is so full of jumping back and forth between mentally tweaking your resume for other job options and some attempt at defending your actions that, by the time Hotch opens the door and steps into the hall, you're almost an emotional wreck.
You stand to greet him, swallowing back tears when you finally look into his eyes. He just looks determined, if not slightly pissed off.
"We're all done here, you don't have to say anything," he says by way of greeting.
"Wha-what?" you ask, almost ashamed at how feeble you sound. He turns on his heel and gestures for you to follow him. It takes you a moment to realize that the two of you are walking back to the bullpen.
"You're cleared; don't worry about it anymore," Hotch answers, not looking back at you. He stops at the end of the hallway and turns back to look at where you've stopped behind him.
"So, I'm...I'm not fired?" you ask quietly. Just like that, Hotch's demeanor changes entirely. He crosses back to you, putting his hands on your upper arms.
"Of course not," he whispers. "You're too good of an agent and a person for us to let you go."
"But...but the protocols-"
"I told Strauss that you're far too valuable an asset to the team to get belittled into a corner over something so trivial as this," he interrupts, wiping a tear from your cheek with a gentle finger. "And that I would not have one of my best agents' records raked over the coals for deciding that saving another life was more important than a rule."
He stares down at you, cupping your cheeks to gain better access to the tears now pouring down your face. It's almost like he's unaware of the intimacy of the action.
"I can't believe you would say that about me," you rasp against your tears.
Hotch cocks his head to one side, "Of course I would, Y/N, why would you think otherwise?"
"Well...it's just...you didn't seem too happy that I broke protocol either and I made you have to deal with Strauss and-"
He places a finger to your lips to calm you down. He then pulls back, hands still cupping your jaw, his eyes never leaving your face.
"Y/N," he starts off slowly, "I'm sorry if...I didn't mean...oh, for God's sake."
"What's wrong?" you ask.
"Nothing at all," he chuckles to himself, "I just find it incredibly hard to think straight around you."
"What do you mean?" you stare up at him. Hotch wipes under your eyes again, staring down at you with more adoration than you've ever imagined - and you've imagined it many times.
"I mean," Hotch whispers, thumbs caressing your jaw, "that I like you, Y/N. I like you a lot more than I should, really, and while I wasn't thrilled that you broke protocol...I was so damn proud of you and so terrified for you at the same time. It scared me to see someone I care about so much put their lives on the line, but I-"
You cut him off this time, pressing your lips to his. Thankfully, he kisses you back, moaning against you as your hands grasp at his chest. You only pull away when you absolutely have to breathe, sighing contentedly as Hotch presses another kiss to your temple, pulling you close. The two of you stand together, holding each other in the (thankfully empty) hallway for a long time. The fluorescent lights are shining overhead, but it feels as though you are basking in the glow of something far more spectacular.
"Well," you finally whisper, "this is certainly a break in protocol."
A laugh rumbles through Hotch's chest as he cups your jaw again, pulling you back in for another kiss.
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harry potter this or that
books or movies? philoshopher’s stone or chamber of secrets? prisoner of azkaban, goblet of fire or half-blood prince? order of the phoenix or deathly hallows? slytherin or ravenclaw? gryffindor or hufflepuff? durmstrang or beauxbatons? chaser or beater? seeker or keeper?
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1 YEAR and 1.1K!!!
my dear friends, it is with great excitement that I share that as of today, this blog has been active for one year! (my soul has been held captive by the blue hellsite for many more years prior, but it’s been one year since I started this blog and became more active and interactive) And I also have hit 1.1k followers, which seems absolutely bonkers 🤯
I’d love to have everyone join me in celebrating 🥳 so feel free to send in as many asks as you’d like 💕 I want to give back to YOU as a thank you for being my beloved followers and friends
🎂 - SHIPS - send me a few descriptors (personality types, traits, hogwarts house, hobbies/interests, anything you want to share that will help) and I’ll ship you with a character from the fandom of your choice - you can check in with me first to see if I’m familiar with a fandom if you’re not sure
🎈- ICONS - in an attempt at getting better at editing, send me a character and a vibe/mood and I’ll make an icon/pfp for them - if you want it to be movie or episode specific, please include this as well and I’ll try my best)
🎁 - MOODBOARDS - send me a character and a vibe/theme and I’ll create a moodboard
🎉 - OTHER - ask me anything!
🥰 tagging some beloved mutuals under the break 🥰
CONGRATULATIONS SWEET MON!!!!!!! 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳😁😁😁😁😁😁
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Can I Have This Dance
Spencer Reid x fem!Reader
Summary: spencer asks you for dance lessons, but you never imagined that you were the one he wanted to impress
Warnings: pining, fluff
WC: 2.8k
Song Inspo: Can I Have This Dance - high school musical 3
song lyrics in italics
a/n: sorry I’m just obsessed with dancing fics and this song is too perf 🤷♀️ this is my contribution to @goldensonlyangel writing event 💕
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The FBI gala was fast approaching and, as it was most years, the BAU was completely unprepared. Although it could mostly be accounted to the constant traveling and lack of sleep, it was still a bit comical that so many last minute preparations were being made. Including this one.
BESTIE MONNNNNNNN so amazing as always!!!!! my hsm3 heart 😍😍 also the mutual pining?? Y E S MAAM. so fluffy & sweet i love it queen!!!
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1 September - Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.
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FAVORITE PENELOPE GARCIA OUTFITS requested by @tenaciousarcadeexpert